"Hey" Edward greeted from beside me and I shot him a glare.
"What do you want?" I asked, pretending to be mad. To be honest, his action off excusing himself when I was having a heart-to-heart talk with him yesterday kind of upset me.
"Did I do something wrong?" He asked, probably feeling wronged, and I couldn't help but palm my face, breathing in fresh air to calm myself down. How could he be so oblivious?
"You did nothing wrong. Ok? What is up" I flip my textbook, trying to appear occupied as I listened to what he was about to say.
"So. I checked my old house yesterday and saw the old toys we used to play with, and I thought maybe I should" I didn't let him finish before excitedly holding his hand.
"What did you just say? Toys. Yes I'd love to check it out. What about today. I mean yeah right now?" Ecstatic, I didn't realize that I was already shouting at this point. I could already picture myself remembering everything. Oh my gosh I am going to remember!!
My mind did victory laps and I was about to ask him if he was free today when I saw him looking at my hands on his. Oh! that. Embarrassed, I quickly take back my hand and flashed him an apologetic smile.
I look around to see if anyone saw me and surely they did. They all had their eyes on me and if looks could kill, I would be six feet underground by now.
Clearing my throat, I try to appear composed. Yeah, am not scared of them, they can't do anything . They were just staring. It's nothing. I mean it's not like it was intentional. It was just a spur of the moment and am sure they understand. Right?
I got my answer when a girl made the 'Kill you' sign with her hand.
"Yes today is fine by me." I heard Edward say, but I couldn't care less than all that was on my mind now was how to escape from the school premises without being smothered.
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When I got to where my bicycle was parked, what awaited me was the parts and pieces of the disassembled bike.
Gritting my teeth, I curse at whoever did it for a while before a paper caught my eye. I squatted down to pick up the paper that was lying in the middle of the mess and got more upset when it turned out to be a $10,000 blank cheque. Even though I was angry, I still tucked the refund in my pocket as I debated on whether to sell the pieces. At least the parts of a Mercedes-Benz bike should worth much right? Moreover, I felt sad to leave it behind since it was a birthday gift from my dad.
Sullenly, I brought out my phone from my pocket and was about to order for UBER when a car pulled up in front of me. The driver wound down the window and I got excited when I saw who it was.
"Come in" he reached to open the door from the inside and I pretend to hesitate, before finally getting in.
"Did something happen to your bike?" He asked as he started the engine.
I considered whether to tell him but later decided on the former because I wouldn't want to explain the reason why they did it. Moreover, I didn't want to engage in a conversation with him.
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Being in the car alone with him didn't feel bad, in fact the silence wasn't awkward. I look out of the window and took in the beauty of the street.
The route he took was different from the one I'd usually take, but I had no complaints since it was much quieter and peaceful than the other.
Staring at Edward's face from my side eye, I couldn't help but marvel at his handsomeness. Even though I have never seen his dad or mom before, I could tell that they had good genes and must be at least good-looking to give birth to someone as perfect as he is.
I didn't know when I got drunk by his looks, but I was brought back to reality by the sound coming off the radio. He must have changed the channel when I was distracted. My cheeks grew hot as I reprimanded myself for being so stupid. Twice.
I suddenly thought it wasn't a good idea accepting a ride from him. Ed Sheran's *perfect* kept playing from the speakers and I leaned on the seat, thinking back to the first time I met Edward.
The song completely matched my mood and I shivered when a thought flashed through my mind.
Am I falling in love with him? I looked at him one last time and shook my head telling myself that it couldn't be. I kept repeating the mantra in my head as I felt the car stop. Not only that, but I look out the window and realized we were already home.
"Are you still up for checking the toys today" he asked, and I nodded. I have been expecting that sentence since when I entered the car.
"Sure. Just let me go up and change. I'll be back in a few" I answered.
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Keeping to my promise, I hastily changed out of my uniform and put on blue sweatpants before matching it with a white t shirt.
I was in the middle of packing my hair when I heard my phone ring. With my rubber and still on one hand, I picked the phone with the other and brought it to my ear before continuing with my hair.
"Hello" I heard the caller say, and I replied with a hello. By this time, I was already done with my hair and was putting on my slippers now.
With my cross bag slung across my shoulder, I made my way down the stairs.
"Please who's on the line?" I ask politely even though my mind was already calculating who it might to be and by the time I had made a conclusion, I heard the make voice state his name.
"Marcus" I guess he already knew what I was about to do next as he quickly continued "Wait, don't hang up. I really want to talk to you that's why I collected your number from Shayne. OK I know it's my fault and I know you deserve your own privacy, but I just wanted to ask after you. That's all." He explained, making himself appear innocent in the process.
Even though I didn't want to, I still acted magnanimous and promised to save his number before I hung up. Shayne, that small devil. I'll make sure I teach her a lesson.
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Misterio / SuspensoEveryone wears masks, some to fit in, some for make believe, while some have no other choice than to. Catherine Amelia Collins, is the top nerd in campus, very antisocial and loves to stay away from troubles neither does she have friends. But i...